A/N: hahahah, this chapter is more silly than romantic and maybe a little perverted. Playing on the theme of Anastasia having a sweet puppy dog crush on the attractive samurai Kurando. No please be patient with me Kurando fans, he may not be in character...I have yet to meet him on the game so I'm gonna guess.
Disclaimer: I do not own Shadow Hearts or any of it's characters, Midway does.
Inspiration: This collection of Shadow Hearts romance stories, were inspired by the Mariah Carey song Vision of Love, but this chapter was inspired by her other song, Music Box,
Ages: Anastasia-13, Kurando-19 (dunno how old he is)
Side Info.: This chapter is focused on the adorable Anastasia, and her crush Kurando the Samurai.
Setting: 1914, Russia, the Romanov empire without Rasputent. Kurando x Anastasia,
Summery: Slight humor, Anastasia ponders on a way to make her secret crush Kurando vaguely see her signs of her devotion for him by... Playing house! Please give it a chance, any K x A fan will like it.
Vision of Love
Chapter#2 Music Box
Darn childhood, I really wish I was something for men to fondle over, a curvaceous beauty like Karin. Don't think I don't notice the way all men stare at her, undressing her with their eyes. I wish I could be a woman too, I know I'd be lusted after. But, that's not really why I desire to be older...
The simple truth is, I'm in love...silly huh? A child as myself head over heels for an older man. But I cannot deny myself that, it's too real in my heart to over look. But who am I kidding? He never glimpses at me the way I want!
If I were to describe the looks I receive, they would be framed as the way you'd watch your friend's younger sibling. Low tolerance and little interest, Am I that worthless? Well, I am a princess! And I get exactly what I want, and when I want it.
But do not be fooled by my appearance, I am crafty and intellectual when it comes to plotting. That is one subject I spiral in success in. Giving him subtle signs, but signs nonetheless. "Oh Kurando?" I clucked ecstatically, chasing his residing form down the hallway. Nipping at his shirt with my little paws,
"Yes, What's is it Princess?" Turning to face me, with his usual plain facade. I sprouted a wide grin on my cheeks, clicking my heels on the marble flooring. Knowing my conniving plans were unforeseeable to anyone besides myself.
"Kurando, will you grant me a favor?" I purred, batting my lashes, shifting my wait from my left to right foot. "Will you please?" Inside smiling at my cleverness,
Arching your brow in suspicion, scratching at your stubbly chin in thought as to what I was scheming. "What would that be, huh?"
"Um, well you see since Alexia is forbidden from leaving mother's side I was wondering...if you could...pretty please!" Stalling a bit, with a pleading expression I stifled a few desperate sniffles.
"What princess?"
"Play house with me," my front erupting into a blossoming smile.
"House? I cannot house is-," Beginning to decline, I caught you in the process and decided before that I'd go to any lengths to make you bend to my will. Cobalt blue eyes bubbling with tears, and puckering out my bottom lip.
When I am lost
You shine a light for me and set me free
When I am low
You wash away my tears
And take me through
"Don't cry!" feeling slightly guilty by making his princess shed tears, slapping his palm to his forehead. "Alright, I'll give in...so, how do we play-?" Before allowing him to finish his question I grasped his wrist, forcefully yanking him in the direction for of my chambers.
Slamming the thickly cut lumber doors shut, and dragging my prey over to the small environment I had sent up especially for this occasion. I observed with a demonic smile as he stared in horror at the small table with plastic objects resembling real kitchen items. And only the finest of Russia's china set in a fancy tailor,
A petite baby doll laid in a finely crafted cradle, a satin blanket concealing it's fragile glass body. I heard him whimper behind my turned back. He must be nervous about the whole "baby" situation.
"Ready to play?" I giggled coyly, as I twirled around to face the man I longed to love me back. "It's easy really, I am the beautiful wife and mother..." Pausing to analyze the expression play along your face as though it were a screen. All being anxiety,
"And you being the heroic husband and father to our son Randi!" I chimed in pure glee, he was such a silly guy. So intimidated by a little girl, I've never seen him so pale.
The loneliness
And emptiness
Through the darkest night
Somehow I survive
Through it all
"Randi? Mother? Father?" Baffled he muttered absentmindedly, trying not to allow any annoyance arise. "Anastasia...why are we married?"
"Silly goose, we can't have a baby if we're not married." I chuckling timidly, "Our little sweetie cannot be bore out of wedlock, that just simply won't do." I am a massive genius, he's knows very well if he doesn't play I'll cry, and I shed tears then my father will know of my unhappiness.
In fact I recall father's words to Kurando,
That discussion proved to excel my personal time with my sweet. I really should have thanked father more thoroughly, after all, he did grant my desire without hesitation. My father is such a thoughtful man, and accepting my pure devoted love towards the silly brunette.
Mr. Inugumi, I have a request...I need you to stay for a while longer, I would be heavily appeased, you see. My youngest daughter Anastasia, I am not always around to keep a watchful eye on her. So, what I am insinuating is that you be her private guardian.
I hid behind a pillar in the throne room and eavesdropped on the conversation, I was curious as to what father would say to initiate this. I had no worries though, Kurando accepted without any persuasion needed.
"So what will we name our baby?" I lifted the doll into my arms cradling in imagination that it were our real child. Fingering it's cold glass cheek in hopeless illusion, the curves intended to be the eyes. So colorless and dull.
"Uh...Princess...I" Not allowing him to finish I snapped a chest open. It's contents were consistent with baby cloths, toys, and etc. Shoving the doll to his chest forcefully, and rummaging through the cloths in search of the silk baby gown that had once belonged to me when I was a toddler.
"Kurando looky! Cute huh?" I chimed in glee, flagging around the gown I had sought after. Threaded with expensive fabrics and a tiny bell hanging in the center. I wore only the best of clothing as a baby, mother wouldn't have it any other way.
"Sure," becoming tense once more. Falling tiredly back into the midnight blue velvet chair beside the fireplace, with an anxious look dawning your face. The doll still in hand,
"Hmm, tired my knight?" I cooed, crawling childishly into his lap. Stifling a jaded yawn, cuddling the side of my cheek against the clothed chest of my love. I gasped in astonishment as his arms held me closer in a soothing embrace. Hearing the gentle rhythm of his heart throbbing in his chest,
"Kurando?" I sighed,
"Yes my princess,"
"Stay with me?" I asked vulnerably, clinging tighter to his broad muscular biceps "Forever..." Finding sleep an opponent that I am unable to vanquish, hypnotized by it's luring spell. My eyes lids becoming heavier by the second,
"In time young one, in time..." Resting his chin atop him head, "When you've grown into a woman...I'll be there,"
A/N: Well, kind of corny huh? Oh well, please review and tell me your opinion.
